[Title] Audacious Autocrats
[Validity] Has Autocracy
[Description] This year during the annual Autocrat's Ball, the Supreme Leader of Blackacre Valeria Drake, your longstanding nemesis, put up quite a show among her cabal of allies ridiculing you by questioning your legitimacy as the supreme ruler of @@NAME@@, sparking laughter that haunted you all the way back to your accommodations for the night. Still fuming, you swiftly convened your closest and most trusted advisors to decide how to respond.
[Option 1] "That slimy, slithering serpent wants to know by what legitimacy you rule?!" demands a red-faced General @@RANDOMNAME@@ incredulously. "By the military's might's legitimacy, of course! I assure you, your Excellency, the military stands squarely behind you, and you can lean on us as your foundation of power. Now, let's show that vile succubus who she's dealing with... BOMB THE UGLY WITCH AND HER PESKY GOBLINS!"
[Effect 1] Blackacre is becoming increasingly more blackened by the acre
[Option 2]"Oh, but where is the political finesse in that!" bemoans your childhood pal Pat Tine while lounging on a chaise. "Did you ever hear the tragedy of the wise leader that attacked his enemies directly? No? Well, nevermind... what I'm saying here is that you should undermine her legitimacy instead, by turning the pawns against the King, or in this chess metaphor, the Queen. A covert intelligence operation to supplant all the pro-Drake governments among Blackacre's allies with pro-@@LEADER@@ ones ought to do the trick. And by this time next year, it'll be you who's laughing at her legitimacy."
[Effect 2] Blackacre keeps its allies close and its enemies at the same distance
[Option 3] "Oh darling, is little lousy Drake playing on your insecurities again?" poses your sister with a theatrical sigh while studying her nails. "You know, my therapist once told me that repeating confirmations can help with that sort of thing. Why don't you gather a crowd of your most faithful followers every day at noon, and have them loudly and proudly elect you Supreme Leader by acclamation, while denouncing Drake as a fake? Televise the entire ordeal across all of @@REGION@@ each time, and the tune 'Drake the Fake' will catch on in no time."
[Effect 3] a sore throat is the worst that could happen to someone on acclamation duty
[Option 4] "And pray tell, why do you need your legitimacy recognised by anyone or anything other than yourself?" asks your brother with a raised brow, while shoving your pal Pat Tine from the chaise longue, and claiming it for himself. "If you want to show the witch your might is your own, why don't you proclaim your divine supremacy while crowning yourself absolute ruler of @@NAME@@? I could use a princely title, and you'd pull the ultimate power play on Drake by declaring yourself God-Monarch of @@NAME@@. Problem solved."
[Effect 4] @@LEADER@@'s god complex is reaching heavenly heights